Thorned Poems - Poems about Thorned

...He rides beneath a sky of burning light, A shadow stretching wide across the plain. His boots are weathered, his hands are stiff with dust, Yet in his eyes, the calm of open land. The cactus stan......

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...Tyranny wears no single face— it dances in silk and iron, in laughter rippling through marble halls, in jeweled cups brimming with poison. Here stand five shadows cloaked in power: the Jade Em......

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...Sponsor : Robert James Ligouri IRON MAIDEN Iron maiden was she fathered from loins of Zeus flow free ~ surrounded by swords steely three, icicle aura bounded hounded innocence thor......

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...It takes this version of you awhile for Me to consider, as an illusion your so Consistent i can lean on the Imaginary love i create to spend time Being out of love, walking a path i Can’t share......

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...Callously torn in fragile shreds, I sheepishly snuggle in cozy threads. Succinctly laced, the cactus leans - Hope nestled amidst it's thorned scenes. To bittersweet melodies, in trance, A ......

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...The stretch of death and decay blows in from the north, As centuries turn to dust. Darkness engulfs barren carcasses of what was, forlorn rain drips from the weeping sky, coating every strand of ......

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...a bouquet of thistles and a vased cut of nettles thorned stems devoid of leaf bountiful head and petals ......

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...The old mother-in-law was sent away, To an old age home without delay. The daughter-in-law, with silent defiance, Pushed back without uttering a grievance. The husband, in his quest to tame, A......

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...I am the Ouroborus of trauma Thorned scales of each red flag So add them up and feed me my flaws Among clutter in a hand me down bag Let's laugh as I divulge my wounds I look a man but the bo......

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...One fine morning, I went to the farm, I was not welcomed by him, And I searched him all over the farm, ......

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... I seek escape from this side of the fence where Grassy thorns beneath my feet pierce my sole. Scrambling, ambling, trekking to the freedom Awaiting on the other side. I search for pockets in my......

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... All... picks out a variety. Like roses, plucked. He chooses a fat one. He chooses an unwilling one, a willing one. How did she get to...? As long as we are enslaving object......

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...A child is born, Unknown to the gentle and harsh winds of the present. She is loved, She is cared, She is smiled upon. She crawled the floor we stepped on, She walked the grass we trampled on,......

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...a Mustard Seed I want to be like a mustard seed Not a mustard seed But what it grows up to be I want to be the smallest That grows up to the be the biggest The one no one sees Until I spr......

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...Poems for Poets VIII Fireflies thinking to illuminate the darkness? Poets! —Michael R. Burch BeMused by Michael R. Burch You will find in her hair a fragrance more severe than camp......

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